Initially, tonight, I sat down to write up a recap of the skin-crawliest quotes from that in-depth New York Times profile of Donald Trump, but as I sat and stared at my computer screen, reading word after vomit word of things Trump has said to and about women over the decades, I decided… fuck it.
I encourage you to go read that NYT piece, because this man is running for president and he is disgusting, and we should know the details of his awfulness so we can arm ourselves with quotes to launch like missiles at the incomprehensible idiots who actually support him. But tonight, I am tired. And I know you’re tired, too. So I suggest you read the horrible piece on your own when you feel up to it, and for now, let’s bask in the glory of a young man who is making the world a better place, with the help of one very fancy cat.
This is Ruby.
If you’re wondering why Ruby looks so very fancy, it’s because she’s going to prom. This is her date, high school student Sam Steingard.
I apologize for that, and I’ll now give you a few minutes to recover from the realization that no one has ever looked at you (It’s not just you! Any of us!) the way that cat is looking at Sam.
And yet, despite how well they do the Catholic school slow dance (leaving room for Jesus, obvs), Sam never actually took Ruby to the dance. There were some probably very valid concerns over the dangers of a cat getting stepped on or lost or any number of unwanted outcomes. So his father, professional photographer Bryan Steingard, took these beautiful pre-dance pictures of Ruby and Sam, in platonic and pet-tonic love and all dolled up, and then left Ruby safely at home.
Which is probably, honestly, for the best. Cats are, by nature, excellent dancers.
And we wouldn’t want any teenaged humans to go home from their prom having been shown up by a feline.